so silent, a feeling of timelessness

A Patriot Deserving Greater Recognition

We visited Ipswitch, Massachusetts, and walked among some of its homes, the earliest of which having been built in the 1650s. I was surprised to learn about a patriot who deserves far more recognition than he seems to have received, Rev. John Wise. This man led a protest against taxation without representation a century before our revolution. He risked his life when he took action based on his beliefs. He wrote, "[t]he end of all good government is to cultivate humanity and promote the happiness of all, and the good of  every man in all his rights, his life, liberty, estate, honor, etc., without injury or abuse done to any."
http://www.bwlord.com/Ipswich/Waters/TwoPatriots/JohnWise.htm#JOHN%20WISE%20OF%20CHEBACCO

1936 Ford convertible with rumble seat - much like my father's car

It was in a car like this that I first traveled with my parents during the summers of 1946-1948. Pretty neat car - wish I had it today. In good condition it would be worth over $50,000!

Looking Back

I remember the Albuquerque airport looking like this in 1953 when I first flew in an airplane. It was a much bigger TWA plane, a four engine Constellation. My sister Reva met me with her family. It was quite an experience - I got to sit with the pilots on the flight deck!

Teddy Roosevelt under construction at Mt. Rushmore

Our 2010 road and bike trip was Janet's first long distance road trip. My parents took me on three long trips in our sky blue 1936 Ford convertible with a rumble seat. The car had leather seats, a sturdy luggage rack and a 1946 100 horsepower engine. My much older half brother and his older daughter rode in the rumble seat. I thought it would be interesting to post a few pictures from dad's scrapbook of the trip  which show places which Janet and I visited sixty-four years later.

Home Again

- Posted from my iPad

Location:Cambridge, MA

Favorite Photo On George S. Mickelson Bike Trail in the Black Hills, SD

Notes on the road & biking trip

Someone asked about the meaning of Coeur d'Alene. Here is some info about this delightful region of Idaho, a place to have fun, exercise your limbs and heart, enjoy local art and meditate.

"French fur traders named the tribe Coeur d'Alene--"heart of an awl"--saying they were the finest traders in the world. The tribe's trade involved year-long trips to the Pacific coast as well as to the Great Plains to exchange goods. They called themselves Schee chu'umsch, which, in their native Salish language, means "those who are found here." http://www.anglerguide.com/articles/18c.html

- Posted from my iPad

Location:3rd St,Cambridge,United States

New York State to Cambridge, Massachusetts

Luna observing our bikes in Chatham, NY

Alpaca farm in Upstate NY

Farm in the Catskill region of New York

Home in Pittsfield Massachusetts

We arrived home midday on the 45th day of our road and biking trip, having traversed over nine thousand miles of our country's roads in sixteen states. It was a lot of fun and we managed to get some exercise along the way. We were greeted warmly by many friends and relatives.